if life is a window
i want it to face the sea
to watch the boisterous waves dancing
to the rising midnight moon
i'll draw the curtain
when the sun is over glaring
close my eyes and see the clouds evaporating
to the scorching heat at noon
dreams can sometimes reach sky high
and dash to piece unexpectedly
whenever there is a storm impending
i tell myself it will be over soon
written after reading the essay of my student
Tuesday, 20 April 2010
if life is a window
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